Brother is a word I don’t throw around
Thou it is used abused I still like the sound
I save it for people who have done right by me
And know I can count on if ever need be.
Some of my brother ride brand new steel
Own mansions and shops mast of the deal.
And some of my brothers are up to the neck
In overdue loans who can’t write a check.
They’re wrenches or welders or masters of ink
And others God bless’em can’t get past a drink
I guess being a brothers don’t have nothing to do
With talent or money or knowing who’s who.
It a comfortable feeling when you don’t have to care
About choosing your words or being quite fair
Cause a brother will just listen and let go on by
Those words you don’t mean and not blink an eye.
It makes a brother happy to see your success
They’re proud of you good side and forgive all the rest
And that ain’t so easy all of the time
Sometimes we get crazy and seem to go blind.
Your brother just might have to take you on home
Or remind you sometimes that you’re not alone
Or ever so gently pull you back to the ground
When you think you can fly with no one around.
A hug or a shake whatever seems right
Is the high point of given I’ll tell you tonight.
All the worldly riches and tributes to others
Can’t hold a candle to the worth of your brothers.
